Shadow Slave

Sunny looked at the runes. Their eerie glow was swiftly growing brighter and brighter, drowning the chamber in a ghostly light. Slowly, a deep frown appeared on his face.

Then, suddenly, his eyes widened.

"Crap!"

But it was already too late. The runes shimmered, and in the next moment, he felt his reserve of shadow essence plunging. It was as though something was draining the essence out of his soul with terrifying speed.

At the same time, the range of shadow essence diminished even further, becoming limited by the size of the cage. The gloomy shadow recoiled, trying to get away from the shining runes.

Sunny hurriedly tried to summon the Cruel Sight, but he was a second too slow. Before the spear could form itself from the sparks of light, his essence ran dry, and it disintegrated before assuming a physical form.

"...Damnation!"

He looked helplessly at the bars of the cage and clenched his fists.

This was indeed a jail cell built to contain Awakened. Without shadow essence, he wouldn't be able to use Shadow Step to escape. More than that, he couldn't summon Memories anymore — manifesting them into reality demanded essence, as well, even if it was a tiny amount.

The same went for Echoes… and even Shadows.

He also felt weak, and was only going to grow weaker in the coming hours — without essence circulating through his body, Sunny's strength was vastly diminished.

...Whoever created this damned cage really knew what they were doing.

With a resentful snarl, Sunny turned around and allowed himself to slide down to the center of the dome, where Cassie stood with a lost expression on her pale, delicate face.

Raising one hand awkwardly, she tentatively moved it through the air around her and whispered:

"...I am blind again."

Sunny frowned, stared at her for a moment, and then turned away.

"You were always blind."

Of course, he knew what Cassie meant — without soul essence, the Aspect Ability that allowed her to perceive the world from several seconds in the future was gone, too. It wasn't exactly sight, but something that had replaced being able to see to her.

but Sunny was not in the mood for

cage, powerless to escape… that was his worst

he had no one but himself to blame

the blind girl, Sunny sat down, lowered his head, and grabbed it with

'Curse him…'

the cathedral

silent for a while, then said

must have been the Gateway. They… they

Sunny closed his eyes.

guess you are

altar that was now laying somewhere in the depths of the Citadel in pieces. Was the ivory knife destroyed, as

there even been a second knife, to begin with? Or was it just

had

gritted his teeth, suppressing a groan. He felt scared, furious, and utterly

had been so helpful, and had provided him with so much valuable information that proved to be true. Sunny was, most likely, only alive because of the lost

guard. If there had been the smallest hint that Mordret wanted something from him, he would have suspected the worst. But the bastard was just too

had played him like

that any pressure would scare his paranoid mark off, Mordret had simply mentioned the ivory knife in passing and never spoke about it again…

prey to come to him

Sunny shuddered.

gods… how much has

bet that there had never even been a need for Mordret to wait days between

I am such a

himself to be

appeared on Sunny's face, and he

Truth… his downfall was the truth! Like a masterful liar, Mordret had mixed just enough of it into his

"Oh, the irony..."

slightly, and asked, her voice

What exactly happened back

bitter chuckle

Don't you

didn't answer, and after some more time